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Bigger version of Yintao Miku hatsune bigger version Do you like the tail of Miku Hatsune? o_o I am doubting...

Mommyyy~~ thanks xD though I suckkk in anatomy, and yeah booyah, c-can sonny have a r-reward? :c _____ Rei told me to upload this one here, though its an old drawing D:

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NO! I already draw Aoi for you D: ... I aint a pervert. hell no, - anatomy sucks like a dick -

@ Aoi I'd post Yuukina's request here, since its Aoi. You like it too I hope, :3 Here for bigger

CAUUUSEEEHHHH REEEIIIII IS A DAMN CUTIEEHH;3 you asked for it LOL.

Pfffft it’s amazing how these memes explain what Kuroshitsuji is about LMAO xDDD

Alternative Titles: Bokura no Ai no Kanade, 僕らの愛の奏で Director: Kusano Yoka Year of Release: 2008 Country: Japan Subs: xSayaPinkyx Duration: 70 min Genre: Drama Synopsis: Maki is a young gay music student who's completely smitten with his classmate Ruiku, who plays piano with incredible passion but is cold and distant to everyone. Maki decides to do whatever it takes to get Ruiku to return his feelings. Watch Bokura no Ai no Kanade BL Movie Online: Bokura no Ai no Kanade Download Bokura no Ai no Kanade BL Movie: Link For download re-upload requests, post here so the staff notices them. Note: Please only ask for re-upload if none of the download links work after checking ALL the pages of the thread. Thanks! YO Staff

HAHAHA @ Kai... xD

Awww, thanks for the nice news, Hama. Good to know that they will release the making-of (to relieve the wait for the movie DVD XD). No Baba pics so far. Maybe the production asked the boys to not post images in their blogs. Well, i'll keep enjoying my folder then. That underwear is not sexy, Shota. But the pose is (*points to hips*). ^_^ I don't think pink is sexy on guys. >

Viewfinder (: I did colorize it and did play on it lil bit after colorizing (: Before colorizing After my work And final !

Manga Title: Perfect XXX (He is a Perfect Man) Plot: Ayato Sasami loves to play baseball but he never had the talent for it, on the other hand Kariya Kenshiro, has the talent for baseball, but he couldn't care much about it. The only reason Kenshiro plays baseball is for Aya and one day Aya said that if Kenshiro pitch a perfect game, Aya would give his virginity to him! Author / Artist: HIIRO Reiichi Year: 2008 Genres: Comedy Drama Romance School Life Sports Yaoi Recommendations:Youki no Chokkyuu, Idol A, Bukiyou na Silent, Irokoi Comedy, Pretty Haru Read Perfect XXX Online: Perfect XXX Download Perfect XXX Manga: Volume 1+ Extra Volume 2+ Extra Volume 3 Volume 4 (c13&14) For download reupload requests, please post here so the staff notices them. Note: Please only ask for re-upload if none of the download links work after checking ALL the pages of the thread. Thanks! YO Staff

Title: Kuro no Tsuki ~ Darkness of the Moon Rating: 18+ Platform: PC Year: 2004 Filesize: 217 Mb Language: English Download Kuro no Tsuki ~ Darkness of the Moon Yaoi Game: PART 01 PART 02 PART 03 Download Patch: Kuro no Tsuki ~ Darkness of the Moon (English Patch) After the installation run the patch to the installation path by specifying the directory of the game folder. If the game did not give out messages at startup, copy the files ending.dxr, opening.dxr, Flash Asset.x32 into the folder Xtras. For download re-upload requests, post here so the staff notices them. Note: Please only ask for re-upload if none of the download links work after checking ALL the pages of the thread. Thanks! YO Staff

Title: Yononaka wa Bokura ni Amai Manga ALT. names: 世の中は僕らに甘い / 双子奇情 / Spoiled Within Our World Original run: 2003 Description: Tsubaki Ooshima and Tsumugi Ooshima are very cool twins and gay. When they were students, they tried to have a sexual affair with Tougo Hayakawa, their classmate, but were found out. Exiled from their home by their father, now they are enjoying urban life traveling around in a camper and hunting boys... Manga-type: Manga Written by: Takaguchi Satosumi Drawn by: Takaguchi Satosumi Published by: Tokuma Shoten Group(s) Scanlating: Fushichou, Hochuuami, Mad Li Status: Complete Completely Scanlated: No Completely Translated: No Genres: Yaoi Categories: Comedy, Drama, Incest, Love Triangle, Seke, Unrequited Love Main Characters: Tsubaki Ooshima and Tsumugi Ooshima Adaptation based on available: N/A Recommendations: Lovetore, Everyday Every Night, Lost Child Read Yononaka wa Bokura ni Amai Online: Yononaka wa Bokura ni Amai Download link: Download Link For download re-upload requests, post here so the staff notices them. Note: Please only ask for re-upload if none of the download links work after checking ALL the pages of the thread. Thanks! YO Staff

Title: Katekyo! [Private Teacher!] Mangaka: MOEGI Yuu Genre: Yaoi, Comedy, Romance, School Life Length: 3 Volumes (Ongoing) Scanlator: Blissful Sin Summary: Rintarou is bothered by the throbbing of his heart caused by his teacher, Kaede for unknown reasons. One day, Rintarou finds out that he's actually in love with Kaede when he was receiving H punishment! But, without knowing Kaede's feelings, Rintarou became anxious. Little sadistic home teacher x natural high school student's after class love. Read Katekyo! Online Katekyo! Online Download Katekyo! Manga (MediaFire, English): Volume 1 Volume 2 Volume 3 Special Booklet Chapters 1-7 [RAW] http://www.4shared.com/rar/I5HS6Q1s/Katekyo.html? Please support the author by buying the book (Free Worldwide Delivery): Number of MediaFire downloads served on November 18, 2012: Volume 1: 1,182 downloads Volume 2: 1,165 downloads Volume 3: 1,351 downloads Special Booklet: 763 downloads More manga series by Moegi Yuu For download re-upload requests, post here so the staff notices them. Note: Please only ask for re-upload if none of the download links work after checking ALL the pages of the thread. Thanks! YO Staff

Original name: Rakka Sokudo Manga ALT. names: 浮游高度 爱情加速度 落下速度 Freefall Romance The Speed Which Falls in Love Original run: 2004 Description:Nanase Youichi graduated from Kinsei Academy, which is popular for having a 90% gay student population. However, Nanase is straight as an arrow and managed to graduate with no one topping him, his nickname even used to be "The Iron Wall". But one day, his heterosexual business partner, Tsutsumi Renji told him that Nanase is attractive and can't help himself from wanting to touch him. Nanase allows Renji to touch him for only 3 minutes... Manga-type: Manga Mangaka: NANASE Kai Group(s) Scanlating:Countless Time Status: Complete Genres: Mature, Slice of Life, Yaoi Main Characters: Nanase Youich,Tsutsumi Renji Adaptations available: N/A Recommendations:Yakudate! Seishun. Renai Joshika Kusari wa mou Iranai Working Woman (YUUKI Homura) Ruriiro no Yume Read Rakka Sokudo online: Rakka Sokudo Download Rakka Sokudo Manga: Download For download reupload requests, please post here so the staff notices them. Note: Please only ask for re-upload if none of the download links work after checking ALL the pages of the thread. Thanks! YO Staff

Title: Love Me Thru The Night Author/artist: Konno Keiko Genre: Romance, Slice Of Life, Yaoi Groups scanlating: Aarinfantasy, Behind Closed Doors and Vices & Devices Status: 1 Volume (Complete) Year: 2001 Summary: Hiro and Ritsu have been friends for over ten years, but Ritsu's terrified that Hiro will get scared off if he realizes Ritsu's feelings for him. Although they don't seem to have much in common anymore, Hiro still stays overnight at Ritsu's place every time he has a business trip to make. All Ritsu needs to do now is figure out if Hiro actually means anything by it... Read Love Me Thru The Night Online Love Me Thru The Night Download Love Me Thru The Night Manga Love Me Thru The Night For download re-upload requests, post here so the staff notices them. Note: Please only ask for re-upload if none of the download links work after checking ALL the pages of the thread. Thanks! YO Staff

Alternative Titles: Sono Kuchibiru ni Yoru no Tsuyu; その唇に夜の露 Year: 2007 Status: Completed Author: Fukai Youki Genre: Drama, Mature, Psychological, Yaoi Summary: Wada Tatsuki seems to be an ordinary bus driver, living a simple and peaceful life. However there is a heavy burden he holds in his heart, a terrible thing that he has done in the past. What if one day the man he hurt appears and wants to take revenge? Read Sono Kuchibiru ni Yoru no Tsuyu online: Sono Kuchibiru ni Yoru no Tsuyu Downlaod Sono Kuchibiru ni Yoru no Tsuyu Manga: Download Link For download reupload requests, please post here so the staff notices them. Note: Please only ask for re-upload if none of the download links work after checking ALL the pages of the thread. Thanks! YO Staff

Title: When Beckham met Owen Thirteen-year-olds David and Michael are brought together by their mutual love of soccer. United by their obsession with the game and idolization of British soccer stars, the boys build a strong friendship. But as puberty brings about changes, the boys start to grow in separate directions. While David loves to talk about sex and other raunchy topics, Michael tries to avoid such conversations. Eventually Michael must face what he's been avoiding for some time, that his feelings for David are becoming increasingly complex. In his interesting take on adolescent sexual awakening, Download When Beckham met Owen Release Year: 2004 Country: Hong Kong Language: Cantonese Subtitle: English Note: Join the files with HJSplit For download re-upload requests, post here so the staff notices them. Note: Please only ask for re-upload if none of the download links work after checking ALL the pages of the thread. Thanks! YO Staff

ALL THIS I'LL GIVE YOU a lynch. fanfiction Summary: Yusuke has had the biggest crush on Hazuki ever since he joined the band. But the gorgeous vocalist is straight... Or so thought the guitarist, before alcohol put a whole new twist to the story. (First person, Yusuke's POV) (situated around 2008) Status: Complete Hazuki (vocals) ----- Yusuke (guitars) Reo (guitars) ----- Asanao (drums) Theme song + 18 for sex One Shot Teaser “I need a shower.” he went on. “Yeah, I know, that’s why I’ll be out in a minute.” I answered but regretted having even talked as soon as the words slipped from my mouth: my voice sounded so weak! It almost trembled! I silently cursed myself for this, and Hazuki also. I mean, what was he thinking, barging in a used bathroom like that, and refusing to leave? I almost heard him smirk. “But I need a shower now.” ~Writer's notes~ Hi there everyone! First time posting a fanfic here so I'll say a few things first~ - First of all, this is pretty much my first real, finished piece in English. I write a whole lot, both fanfics and original stories, but I always wrote in French so far since it's my first language, it's way easier for me and all XD So this took me forever to write because I wanted it to sound as natural as possible. I do apologize if you find some mistakes here and there x.x I reviewed it a thousand times though so it should be somehow fine XD - This is a fanfic about the nagoya kei band Lynch., so to all of you Lynch. fans, please read along *.* AND to those who don't know Lynch. or aren't into visual kei at all, it really doesn't matter! I explained pretty much all the details needed, you don't need knowledge of the band to read and enjoy at all. So please don't be turned off by that XD - I tried to make this fanfic as close to reality and believable as possible in regards to the characters and their personalities. So, aside from all the sexy yaoi action which obviously isn't true XD the rest is based on interviews and on various video footage of the band. - And last note but certainly not the least, this fic goes out particularly to two amazing members of this forum, Matti_19 and Asta, who both pushed me to write in English seriously for the first time~ So thank you both *big hugs~~~* Asta-san, I guess this could count as something noteworthy from me XD And Matti, I promise I'll think of that original story afterwards XD - Oh wait, that's the real last note: feel free to comment, review, critic, or say anything you want to say about the piece. Comments are what kept me going in the French writing scene all these years, so it'll work here too XD I might very well write stuff in English again if you guys like this one. *shy* --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This night was like every other night since we started our tour. We’d do a live, stay around the venue for a while afterwards to meet the fans and maybe even sign some posters and CDs, and then we’d all head back to the hotel where we’d need to sleep before moving to another city the next morning. I liked this routine: predictable, soothing, and always interesting due to the shows Lynch would do. That was the life I envisioned when I said yes to Hazuki after he asked me to join his new band in 2006. I was right where I belonged now. And it seemed the rest of the band was content with the success we gained and the life we felt in. Everyone except Hazuki, perhaps. He always added something to our usual routine: after every live was drinking time. Well, not that that was surprising: our vocalist always said that his number one habit in life was alcohol and his favorite places were wherever he could drink. That, we knew. Some of us followed. I rarely did. I wasn’t this much of a drinker, really, mainly because I can’t hold my liquor well. I’m not even ashamed to admit it. If a drink or two’s always fine, going past that usually means getting drunk and dealing with the nausea and the headaches it causes afterwards. Not anything enjoyable. Especially when your band is on tour and it’s necessary to give it all you’ve got on stage every night. I don’t understand how it’d be possible to pull off my usual solos with a raging migraine. That was one of the many things that fascinated me about Hazuki: he was the type to need a lot, and I mean that, of alcohol before turning into a mess. Through our times of shared work, I don’t think I ever saw him intoxicated. Drunk, yes, several times a week, but never truly disconnected from reality. Maybe that’s why I never worried about his habit… His eyes always kept their vivid, sharp gleam. I liked catching a glimpse of these when they sparkled from the euphoria alcohol brought him. And his voice never suffered from it either: he jumped on stage while being drunk a few times before and it never showed, well not enough for fans to notice at least, I’m sure. His voice always rang over my guitar like crystal, perfectly hitting the right notes, the ones that punched you through the chest with all the emotions in the world. Really, this man could express anything he wanted with this voice of his. Well, as usual, I parted from Hazuki as soon as we reached the entrance of our hotel. “Going for a drink.” he informed us, though we didn’t need that to know where he’d be heading next. “We rolled past a bar I’d like to try on the bus this afternoon. Anyone coming along?” “I’m in.” Reo said with a corky smile, stepping towards our vocalist. “It’s been a while since we hit bars together, ne, Hazuki?” His question earned him a satisfied smirk. They must have lots of bars stories to share, I thought to myself. It really wasn’t hard to imagine those two having way too much fun, after one too many glass, sharing lame jokes and stories in loud voices. One day, I might tag along, just to see this, and maybe film part of their fun for an eventual bonus DVD the band could release. We’d see. “I’m too tired for that.” claimed Asanao while swiftly rolling his eyes and rubbing his left shoulder. “That third encore killed my arm and I need it fine by tomorrow’s live.” “Ok, sure.” Hazuki agreed, before turning his shining black eyes towards me. I had a hard time swallowing. “What about you, Yu?” I felt helpless as a soft smile sprang on my lips. Him calling me by my nickname always made me happy, for a strange reason. “I’ll pass, as always.” I tried to apologize with my eyes, but I had no ways of knowing if the message got across or not. “All right. Sorry if I wake you again when I’ll come back.” For a second there, he looked really concerned about me getting all of my sleep hours. “It’s fine. I’m not angry anymore you know.” I couldn’t help but laugh softly as I remembered about what happened two days ago: as usual, we could afford only two hotel rooms during the tour, so I and Hazuki shared one, as Reo and Asanao asked to be paired. Right in the middle of the night, the singer came back to the room, obviously drunk, and, well... You can’t ask a man in such a state to be all delicate and discreet, right? He tore me away from my sleep when he barged in the room, pushing the door right into the wall, only to trip on the doorstep afterwards, fall flat on his face on the floor, and stay stuck there because of an uncontrollable laughing fit. Of course I never managed to find the calm required for me to fall asleep again. And if, at first, I couldn’t think of anything else to do than drown my roommate in insults, once calmed, I just couldn’t stay angry at him. “See ya.” chanted Reo while waving towards me and Asanao, before turning his back to the hotel’s entrance and walking away with Hazuki. I exchanged looks with our drummer once they were gone out of our sight. I’m sure he could tell right away that I was worried about him. “Are you going to be fine? ...Your arm I mean.” “Ah, yeah. It just needs some rest – and ice. That’d be good to.” “Do you need any help?” Asano’s lips curved slightly and he darted his tongue playfully at me. “Come on mom, stop worrying so much. I’ll be fine.” He raised a hand and tried to ruffle my hair but I’d seen it coming and I evaded him. “ I could use you for something though.” I quirked an eyebrow, silently asking him to carry on. “I’m hungry as hell and eating alone is boring.” Not only boring, I thought, risky as well. Fans had a tendency to jump on stars when they wandered off on their own, and once a single fan gets the courage to ask for a picture or an autograph, then all the others around think they’re allowed to do so as well. Before you know it, you’re surrounded, and good luck getting out of a fangirl’s circle... “Right. Want to try out the hotel’s restaurant? I heard it’s pretty good.” “Whatever, as long as there’s food.” I chuckled; well, that was a simple enough wish to fulfill. I stepped in the hotel’s hall, Asanao only a step behind me. *** I had to admit, this hotel was pretty high class when it came to food. The meal had been very enjoyable, and, it seemed, the discussion me and Asanao got also was, since we spent hours in the dining room. The night was already advanced when we finally paid and leaved for our respective rooms. Being alone was quite relaxing, after such a day. The live we did in the evening was for sure one of the best of this entire tour. I couldn’t help but think that is was too bad it hadn’t been filmed. We agreed that we wouldn’t turn this tour into a DVD before starting it, since it was too short, but now, it occurred to me that is was kind of a shame. A three–encore show indeed would make kick-ass live footage. Strangely, I didn’t feel tired at all, even though it was getting especially late. I tried to pick on my guitar for a bit, but that made me think about Lynch’s future lives, which wasn’t ideal to make me sleepy. I tried to watch some television, but nothing seemed interesting enough and anyway, the ridiculously small screen made me dizzy. I laid back on the bed I’d chosen, the one closest to the room’s windows, and sighed deeply as I stared at the ceiling. After a moment lost in my thoughts, I figured a nice, long, warm shower was what I needed to relax, and so I headed to the bathroom. I took off the black tour t-shirt and the worn-out jeans I had on since I changed from my scene clothes right after the show, folded them and discarded them on the bathroom counter. Turning the water on, I waited until it was as hot as a human body could tolerate, and then stepped under it with a sigh of pure and perfect content. This. This was heaven. Facing the water, I let it run on my head, instantly gluing strands of black hair to my face. I almost melted under the heat. It was doing good to my muscles as well, taking away all the tension that could accumulate in my shoulders and arms after more than two hours of aggressive guitar playing. I closed my eyes as water ran down my body, forgetting about the rest of the world, and thus about the time I spent in there. *** Just how late was it? Hazuki had no idea. He didn’t have his watch anymore and he forgot where he left it… Probably somewhere with his stages clothes. At least, he hoped. That watch was freaking expensive and he’d be really pissed off if he needed to buy another one. He grumbled in a low voice about this possible expense while he struggled to force Reo to stand on his own two legs. But the guitarist preferred putting his whole weight on his friend. Hazuki sighed, annoyed. “Pull yourself together, damn it. It’s not like we drank that much…” The night had been fun, for sure. Reo had been caught a bit too much in the mood, and was now completely gone, barely able to put one foot in front of the other. It was a chance that the bar ended up being pretty close to the hotel, or else Hazuki would’ve been forced to call a taxi to get the musician back to his room. Another expense he didn’t need. So he carried him all the way to the hotel’s hall, pushed him in the elevator, and went up to Reo and Asanao’s room. He knocked on the door once… Twice… Almost dropped the guitarist who suddenly got week in the knees… Knocked a third time while cursing between his teeth. He was about to simply kick off the door when a very sleepy Asanao opened it himself. “What the h-“ He lost his words when he noticed how Hazuki glared at him. “Fucking finally.” the vocalist growled before literally pushing Reo in his arms. “Here, that’s yours. You take care of it.” “Wait, what ?” the drummer squealed in a now clearer voice, all sleep gone away from the effort he had to deploy to not let his roommate fall on the floor. “You’re responsible for this and you’re gonna leave just like that?” Hazuki arched an eyebrow, not convinced at all. “I’m not responsible for anything. Reo’s capable of getting dead drunk on his own. Besides he sleeps in your room so do something about him. I’m going to sleep.” He didn’t bother to look back at Asanao; he knew the drummer would be all shocked and round eyed and hissing at him and he didn’t mind. That’s what you get for wanting to be in the same room as Reo, he thought to himself as he stumbled in the corridor towards his own room. He stopped before it, trying to calm down a little, in order not to wake Yusuke up like last time. He slowly pushed the door, only to be greeted by silence and darkness, and kicked his shoes off. Assuming that his fellow musician was indeed sleeping, he refrained himself from turning all the lights on, and made his way towards the bathroom in the dark, as discreet as he could be. He needed a shower. He couldn’t take one right after the live, and now his clothes reeked of the beer Reo dropped on him before they decided that to return to the hotel was for the best. Taking a quick shower wouldn’t wake Yusuke up, right? He opened the bathroom door and slipped in, then closed the door, clenching his eyes because of the lights. ...the lights? And then he noticed… The sound of the water running that was blocked by the closed door before. The fresh scent of shower gel and shampoo that lingered in the air. And the silhouette of Yusuke’s body, blurred because of the whitish-glass walls of the shower. Moving slowly… Undulating… So slender… So… *** How easy it is to completely lose track of time, it always stuns me. The sound of droplets of water crashing on the walls and floor of the shower obliterated all of my thoughts, blurred out the entire world, and cut all sounds coming from outside as well. That’s how I missed Hazuki’s return, or maybe it’s also because of him and his efforts to be silent. I’d have to give him points for that later on. I only sprang back to reality when the door of the bathroom opened to let the vocalist step inside. I figured he’d growl at me for still using the shower at this hour, but instead, he froze… Clearly staring at me behind the shower’s walls. Or was that my imagination? Was that… only what I wanted to happen? After all, with all the steam fogging the glass around me, I couldn’t see clearly what was outside at all. “Hazuki?” I tried, hoping that my voice would put an end to his reverie. “You’re back early. Sorry, I’ll be done soon and you’ll have the bathroom…” The intonation I used and the unfinished sentence made it clear that I wanted him to leave so I could get out of the shower and put some clothes back on. But he didn’t move an inch. “Yusuke…” His voice was hoarse from his late-night drinking. And maybe… Maybe something else was in there too. Something else that rang to my ears and sent powerful shivers down my body, all going through a certain place. Oh god, I didn’t need that now. Not with Hazuki in the room. “I need a shower.” he went on. “Yeah, I know, that’s why I’ll be out in a minute.” I answered but regretted having even talked as soon as the words slipped from my mouth: my voice sounded so weak! It almost trembled! I silently cursed myself for this, and Hazuki also. I mean, what was he thinking, barging in a used bathroom like that, and refusing to leave? I almost heard him smirk. “But I need a shower now.” That was his reply. And the voice he purred it in was way lower than before. In my mind flashed a thought: I was not going to get out of this situation easily… But wait... Did I even want to get out of it? I heard steps, yes, but not the usual ruffle of clothes being taken off. I froze, barely breathing. Just where did Hazuki want to lead this? I didn’t have to wait too long for the answer to come: the sliding door of the cabin was roughly pulled on and the vocalist stepped in the shower. With his clothes on. I barely had the time to think that he would drench them acting this careless before he stepped closer to me. Too close. My breath got caught in my throat. I wanted to ask him what was going on, but I couldn’t. I felt his breath on the crook of my neck, tickling the skin, and it lingered of strong alcohols. The singer was definitely drunk. That could explain why he placed both his hands on my hips and pushed me in the shower’s wall, tackling me strongly enough so I couldn’t move even if I wanted to. Which was not the case, but I wasn’t sure if Hazuki knew about that or not. He pressed himself against my back, finally unblocking my throat from which escaped a plaintive moan. He stopped at the sound, and I held my breath unconsciously: I think we were both surprised by the tone of my voice, how transformed it was. I felt the stickiness of his clothes, completely soaked from the shower which was still spilling hot water. I felt his body shift against mine as he stretched to reach my ear, then darted his tongue out and traced its outline. I shivered. “Yusuke…” This rough and low voice again, and lips wandering on my ear lobe, then sucking on it not-so-gently. I liked that. But Hazuki didn’t have to know about it. Face almost pressed onto the beige ceramic wall, I tried to turn my head to catch a glimpse of the singer’s expression, but failed. It was harder than it seemed. He paralyzed me. All I could do was let a small, unsure strand of voice escape my lips... “...what ?” I didn’t even try to sound convincing anymore. Hazuki had a low chuckle, then left my ear to press his lips to my neck, half-kissing half-nibbling on the soft flesh. Eyes wide in both surprise and trouble, I didn’t know how to react. It felt... so good. So damn good! And yet so out of place and weird, since I spent the last months trying to convince myself that Hazuki was one, out of my reach, and two, straight. Well, obviously, I had been wrong. First, the singer stepped into my reach on his own accord, at least for the moment. Hell, I didn’t even have to ask for his presence, he granted it himself. I did not expect that. And then, he was either swinging both ways or in denial or his true sexual urges, because no drunk straight man, even as intoxicated as could be, would step in a shower with another naked man and enjoy it this much. Yeah, sure, Hazuki had spent hours and loads of money in bars with dancers or flirted with countless women fans after lives, but I could feel no straightness in his present actions. At all. I knew from his overall attitude – or was it from the fact that he was clearly getting hard as he pressed against my back? – that he wasn’t as straight as he wanted the medias and our fans to believe. He had no idea how ecstatic, and how utterly afraid, this made me. I whimpered through my bitten lips, helpless, as Hazuki slid his arms around my stomach and pulled me towards him. He shifted his nibbles to my shoulder. I shook. I tried to conceal the shivers that ran through me up to the very tips of my fingers, but at some point, I just started shaking too much. He noticed it immediately, a sign of concern I didn’t expect, and backed off slightly from the wall to give me air and some space; I promptly placed my hands on the tiles to get what I could of a grip. The contact of the cold ceramics did ground me a bit more, but I still felt like my knees would buckle at some point. This whole situation was unbelievable. “Yu…” I stopped breathing. One of his hands was lower that it should have been, fingers teasing the skin around my navel. He was too close to my… Oh god. And his voice. His damned, wicked, bewitching, delicious voice. “You want this, don’t you?” How he paused after stating the obvious, how he only lightly lifted his head from my shoulder blade to speak, how his breath tickled me; everything was just too perfect. What did he expect me to answer anyway? Who would bluntly refuse him, of all people, especially after getting this far? “God, yes.” I whispered on a shaky tone. I wasn’t about to let this opportunity slip away. Even if it wasn’t meant to live up to my expectations, even if it was to be only a onetime thing, even if I knew that my band leader was drunk and not himself anymore, I said yes. For the salvation of months of agony over how beautiful and desirable and fucking perfect Hazuki was, I just had to say yes. The least is to say that he didn’t waste any time after that. I had figured that the lyricist would be pretty straightforward in bed and that he’d slip in the leading role easily, from studying his everyday attitude – and fantasising about him fucking me often, I admit – but actually living it was way different from what I imagined. I was different. More affected, more sensitive. I was used to sex with men: being the only openly gay member of the band, I rarely felt guilty about having sex with some male fans when they hit on me. But I usually was the calm lover type, the kind that breathed more than moaned, stayed clear minded and focused on pleasuring partners first. But Hazuki made me loose all of my habits, messed with my senses so deeply that I could barely remember where we stood and why the air around me was so saturated with moisture and heath. I didn’t even notice when he reached away to stop the shower. If that’s not a sign… He lowered a hand and reached out for my obvious erection, around which he curled his surprisingly long, bony fingers, like he would have with his mike. I felt loved... Then he started jerking me off and I lost it. I barely remember his other hand holding my torso against his own, my back brushing against his damp clothes. I rocked my hips into his hand, trying to keep an overall sensual feeling to the movement but growing more desperate by the minute. He didn’t miss the reaction. He curled his lips into a satisfied smile, which I could feel on the skin of that very sensitive region right behind my earlobe, and sped up his work. I bit my lips in an effort not to moan too loud, but hummed through it anyway. At some point, he was also twisting his wrist and fingers while he focused his attentions on my tip, and that was just too much for me. “Ha-…Hazuki, stop, I’ll cum if you-…!” How long is a man supposed to last in the hands of the one person he’s been masturbating to for months, eh? I wasn’t prepared to take any blame about how fast I would be. “F…” Just as I was about to get there, the singer stopped all motion and released me. The sudden clash of burning skin and cold misty air made me shriek and in a split second the idea of cumming was gone. Ok, fine, I did ask him to stop, but that was brutal. I wanted to voice out my disapproval of his drastic methods but once again, he forced my breath to get caught in my throat: “I’m not done yet…” he stated in a raspy voice, “So don’t get ahead of me.” He wasn’t done…? My heart skipped a beat. Or two. Or a lot, probably way more than it’s healthy to, in fact. So much for self-control, I congratulated myself. I didn’t have the time to enjoy the sarcasm though since Hazuki backed away from me, sloppy sounds of wet and heavy clothing included. I turned my head slightly towards him, wondering just why he would step away, but the puzzled look in his face as he eyed through the various small free bottles of cheap stuff to use in a shower provided by the hotel explained it all. I didn’t react; he decided on the body lotion vial, guessing that it would be more comfortable for me than if he used shampoo or conditioner, the other two available lubricants. That surely wasn’t the healthier replacement for real lube, but I couldn’t care less at that point. I did pack some before the tour started – you never know who you might meet! – but the said bottle was hidden somewhere in my luggage, placed near the bed in the other room. Which meant it was too far. Everything beyond the bathroom door was too far. “That would work, if that’s fine with you.” Through all the craze and the desire, he still managed to be concerned. I might have felt touched if I didn’t want him to fuck me so badly. “Whatever.” I urged him. He got the message. Before I realized it, he had opened the lotion bottle and coated his fingers with it. I squirmed at the initial contact, the lotion being slightly too cold to be comfortable, but Hazuki’s large hand applying pressure on a side of my hips to keep me from moving calmed me. There was something soothing about how he handled me, how secure he was through all this. I was the one who made all the fuss. I let out a deep breath in rhythm with the first finger he pushed into me, opening for him without resistance. I did say I was used to it. Subsequent fingers were added at regular intervals, since I accepted them so easily. I didn’t see the band leader’s face, so I couldn’t tell if he expected such a thing of me or if he was surprised, but he sure enough wasn’t thrown back by it. I felt the hand holding my hips in place leave me, and heard the sound of a belt buckle being opened and pants being unbuttoned. I was so mesmerized by these dreamy metallic notes that I almost forgot he was still fingering me eagerly. I remembered when he stopped though, taking a moment to ready himself before presenting me with something else more interesting. Here we are, I thought silently, the point of no turning back, while the only words I could breath out were “Oh my god”s. He didn’t take me right away; instead he slid between my ass cheeks, coating his shaft with whatever amount of lotion he smeared on me previously. I wasn’t that far from going insane: I didn’t need concern now, I needed to have him. “Fuck me already.” I hissed, my words almost chocked from apprehension. He had yet again one of his low chuckles. And he took me. To more than half of his length, in one slick motion. I definitely couldn’t hold my voice anymore and let one clear moan of appreciation slip out of my lips; it echoed ever so slightly on the shower walls and the glass doors, so we both heard how needy my voice sounded. Tears filled my eyes, but not from pain, because really, there barely was any; it was more from being overwhelmed. You see, the fact that I was actually having sex with Hazuki, that all of this was real, only reached my brain at that precise moment. That was a bit too much for me to swallow at once, and the tears served as a release for some of the stress and tension involved. As cheesy as this may appear, I truly felt happy enough to cry. I also happened to feel really close to cumming again, another consequence of being this caught up in the moment. But the singer wanted me to restrain myself, first, and second, I wanted this fleeting situation to last as long as humanly possible. I took deep and slow inspirations to calm myself. Hazuki started moving, pushing himself in up to his base. I swallowed what I could of an even louder moan, then remembered that the coldness of the tiles of the wall brought me back on earth before. This time, I bended forward and put my forehead against the ceramic. This close to my brain, as I hoped, the cold did me good, and I was able afterwards to focus on the delicious feeling of Hazuki sliding in and out of me instead of the fear of not lasting long enough. God, he felt like heaven. It took me a while to adjust to his preferred rhythm, but after number of thrusts, I started rolling my hips along, meeting him halfway so the whole movements were more intense for the both of us. I think it’s around that time he started to purr in the lowest intonation I ever heard from him. That made me feel special, you know, that such a renown signer had kept a part of his voice for me. I tried to accompany him, but my moans weren’t nearly as harmonized as his lovable growls of content. We stayed in rhythm for a while, I couldn’t judge how long, and frankly I didn’t care since it was the best I’ve felt for years. To no extend did I want it to stop, but it seemed my partner wasn’t of the same opinion: he slowed down gradually, then bluntly stopped, and even pulled out a little. “Why are you…?” I started, but I froze as the most terrific wave of anxiety slashed through my entire self. Yes, it was more blazing than the nervousness I had to hide the first time I stepped on a stage, guitar in hand. Doubts and other frightening thoughts ravaged my mind: Hazuki realized what he was doing and freaked out? He really didn’t want me, right? Him wanting me was just an after effect of the alcohol he drank earlier tonight and he acted on a whim upon noticing me in the shower? All of this had been a lie? I felt a faint nausea dawning in my stomach and my chest tighten. And then… “I want to see your face.” “…eh?” Yeah, that’s the more eloquent I managed to be at the time. I didn’t know how my band leader handled his, probably numerous, past one night stands, but I usually made them as impersonal as possible. I had trouble indulging in eyes-in-eyes sex with someone I didn’t love or wouldn't see anymore starting the next morning. I was shocked, filled with questions but finding no believable answer, to the extent that I didn’t even react when Hazuki pulled out, grabbed my shoulders gently to make me face him, and lift one of my legs up to the height of his elbow. I woke up from the questioning when he took me again, when I felt the most intense eyes gazing on me, looking right through my very soul. I fought back the tears that I felt crawling up. Hazuki’s eyes were filled with so much fire, I didn’t want to extinguish it with foolish tears. He noticed how troubled I was, and bended down so his lips brushed mine. Don’t know about others, but I wouldn’t kiss a fling. I would only kiss someone I wanted to stay with. That was the sign I needed. Laying all my weight against the shower wall behind me - so I wouldn’t topple and ruin everything – I put my arms around his shoulders and yanked him forward in a heated kiss. He didn’t even hesitate to answer, not when I opened my lips as a silent but effective invitation, nor when I let him take control of the kiss. I let moans die on his lips as he was fucking me deeply, as his stomach brushed constantly on my erection, as he kissed me all at once. I’d lie if I said I had any self-control left at this point. I broke the kiss to gasp out for air as I felt the long awaited wave of pleasure wash over me, and came between our bodies. I think I do tighten when reaching orgasm, since Hazuki growled a “Fuck! So tight…!”, then thrust a few more times and released himself inside of me. We both took a minute to catch our fleeting breaths. I had the hardest time remembering how to breath normally, let alone forcing my heartbeat to go back to a steady rhythm. I felt his stare on me, lifted my chin to meet his eyes... He had that classic, after-sex glow, and look filled with content. I probably gazed back with a mix of profound disbelief and swirling questions, with a hint of near-hysterical joy. Probably not the sexiest of expressions. He cracked a soft smile at me, before giving me my leg back and slipping out. I bit my lips in an effort to seem unaffected. Somehow, he didn’t notice, his eyes lingering on my thighs; his smile widened. “I think you’ll need another shower. I’ll take mine tomorrow morning.” By the time I noticed – felt, to be precise – what he meant, he had already stepped out of the shower and started to dry his mouth watering body with a towel. Yeah, he knew what he was doing, knew that I’d enjoy the view, and frankly he didn’t seem to mind. Ah, Hazuki and his ego. My cheeks bright red and burning, I turned the water back on. At least that way I’d have a reason for my skin to be crimson. *** I came out of the bathroom trying to dry my hair with a towel, in my not so elegant pyjamas consisting of overworn dark gray loose pants and a Lynch t-shirt from the present tour. The manager gave us all a few of those for promotional purposes, but I ended up sleeping in them most of the time, instead of wearing them to fan meetings and interview like I should. Blame that on the surprisingly soft material they were made of. Hazuki stood at the other end of the room, half sitting on the windowsill, smoking. And he was only in his pants. I swear, the line of his back was sinfully gorgeous. I had a hard time swallowing. He noticed me eventually, after I took a few steps his way, and turned towards me. “Want one?” he asked, and held out his cigarette box. I didn’t smoke the same brand as his, but eh, I figured I wouldn’t mess up the smooth atmosphere over such a trivial matter. I was well aware of how cheesy this sounded, but that was me. I probably didn’t give out this impression at first glance, but I was especially aware of small details such as shifts in atmospheres. So I accepted and pulled out a cigarette from his box. He reached for his lighter, still on the sill, and gave me fire. He did that a lot in the past, when I acted like a klutz and forgot my lighter in my bags before going out for a live, or even at home before embarking on a tour. That one time was the worst: I had been forced to ask around for fire every single time I wanted to go for a smoke until we finally had enough free time for me to shop for a new lighter. But after what happened in the shower, the singer’s small demonstration of kindness bore a whole new meaning. We smoked in silence for a while, averting each other’s eyes. I wanted to speak, hell, I had two tons of questions I wanted to ask the vocalist, but I was afraid my voice would come as a screech from the stress overdose. That would also ruin the moment. Staring at the swirls of white smoke we both produced, I recalled an interview I did some months ago, the classic “100 questions” any Japanese rock band looking to be known went through... They asked me at one point if I was the kind of man that would confess straight out to the girl I liked or preferred to keep my feelings inside. Aside from laughing at the general usage of “girl” in that question, I answered a “I would”, then pondered, and added a very meaningful “maybe...” at the end of my line. Well, in this very moment, I was deep in the maybe part. I was filled with doubt and fear, the kind everyone gets at the end of a wonderful dream, you know, when you desperately want to hang to the dream, but you know that there’s a chance you’ll wake up and everything will vanish? That specific feeling. Needless to say that my chest was tight with anxiety. But I had to ask. “So um...” I croaked, “how did you know about... hum...” Hazuki glared at me from the side and smirked, probably at my inability to voice out what we both knew I felt. “Come on Yu, who are you kidding?” I shrieked at the remark but he continued anyway. “I’m your band leader, remember? It’s my job to know what’s going through my member’s heads. That, and I’m not blind, too. You looked at me like you wanted to rip my clothes off on the spot for some months now.” Hazuki and his straightforwardness, I thought to myself. He even allowed himself a slight pause, so his revelation would correctly set in, and then dropped another bomb. “I think everyone else knows, actually...” His tone was filled with fake wonder. That woke me up and loosened my vocal capacities. “W-wait, what? What do you mean, everyone knows?” “Asanao’s the one who made me notice. What was it he said...” His gaze moving upwards as he made an effort to recall the memories, he slightly bit his lower lip, for a split second, but that was enough to make me shiver again. Damned be that sexy singer! “Oh yeah, it was “hey man, ‘seen how Yusuke’s got his I-want-to-get-fucked expression on and he’s looking straight at you?” or something along the lines.” “He said what?!” A sure thing was Asanao would hear from me the next morning. And here I thought I used to be subtle about it... “Wait a minute, you said everyone… Who else?” Hazuki was amused and it rang all through his voice. “The managing team. Most of the roadies… Oh, and some of the fans too. You haven’t seen all the fanwork about us did you? Damn, some of these girls are pretty good at this fanfiction thing.” “I… I didn’t read these…” I barely managed to utter as my words turned into dim whispers. I was mortified. And it was not because so many people were aware of my huge crush on Hazuki, nor because I spent almost a year thinking I was good at hiding my game and, in fact, fooled myself. No, what shocked me the most was that I honestly didn’t know about slash fanworks featuring me and my leader, and that was the saddest. thing. ever. I mean, where was all this material when I needed it to jerk off, hun? My lack of knowledge of the internet was depressing. For sure, I wouldn’t miss a single fan story featuring the band in the future. That was my new mission. I sighed. Then took a deep breath. Then looked up at the lyricist. The atmosphere became slightly more serious. “Since you knew for all this time, why didn’t you do anything about…it…sooner?” Still reluctant to name my feelings, only this time Hazuki didn’t grin back at my hesitation. “You know me, Yu. I’m all for flirt and fun if it’s for a one night thing with no consequences, but I freeze in front of the real deal, when people’s actual feelings are involved. And I didn’t want to hurt you. That blocked me. I was waiting for the good occasion I guess, for me to gather the courage to change our dynamic, you know? And, well, getting drunk covered in for the courage part-“ “And I in the shower was the occasion.” I finished with a comprehensive smile. Just what I needed to loosen the mood. Hazuki smiled back. “Yeah.” Teasing, I pressed on, suddenly way more at ease then when I came out of that bathroom earlier. “Is that some kind of declaration?” “It could very well be.” There he was, his usual flirting, proud self. I winked. He smirked. We extinguished our cigarettes at the same time. And for the first time since Lynch’s first tour, we used only three of the four rented hotel beds. e.n.d

@Shirotsuki Not that much talented... Haha, I think if we both saw him in reality we died of adorableness, ^-^ -bullies Rei, thinks; I'll squeeze his cute cheeks... *__*- Hmmmmm, Sebastian, he's pretty hard since he's macho uber zexy, since I already wants to draw once a Sebastian I'd try to. Though I have to finish all my commissions first! X__X Then Miku Hatsune, mah random drawings, Luka -eyebrowwiggle- and then hopeful Sebastian.

For you my lovely Hime, Enjoy ;D

Amazing drawings Hime ;D you’re really talented o___o omg the last one…mama likes *O* LMAO xDD

Hrmmm ok deal gimme a hot naughty R18 pic then yeah its allright

You have show it to me before *___* I did remember now and really awesome

I also like your drawings You should post more if you have others

I like mirage of blaze because the story was interesting for me (and naoe/takaya pairing is most dear for me;)). and I like the Loveless very much because of it's wonderful artwork. there are a lot of beautiful animes: junjou romantica (funny to watch), sekaiitchi hatsukoi (really romantic plot). I even like the Bronze and cathesis (the sadness of this story). Now I'm watching the one called Koutetsu Sangokushi. it's shounen-ai but rather beautiful, really.

True that, ah yeah. I only have Ruki's twitter but well... Like I had a reply T__T no... I think its about love, Pledge, The meaning hides before it ended but comes after the endes, or something like that

@hama71 I think it'll be better than TKS1 hama-san, cause the production put right actor in the right role...besides Fujimi's novel has more chapter than Takumi-kun right? I think more novel published it's mean much fan hope it'll be make in live action & now they dream come true so they must be really eagerly to watch it. They must be won't miss it ... ^^ But like you ever said some movie can't be so good just in the 1st series, so in this situation the fans are the controller... ^^ More fans is also means more series of Fujimi's, so let's hope the fans of Fujimi's like TKS's fan (can be increased with the increase in series) & can push the production to make more & more series same like the novel... ^^

@hama71 I'm not wondering people said if Shota-kun looks like Harry Potter cause he indeed like that.... He just needs to wear a round glasses & change his hair style lil bit... ^^ Then he'll look like Daniel Radcliffe... ^^ Ah so the theater release is next 9 days?? Hum I hope much people comes to watch it then... ^^ If this movie success & the production will make the next series, is it possible to change the main character hama-san? Like in TKS.... @yojichan Ne yojichan, you never feel enough for Baba-kun right? Every time we talk about him you always so hyper, I thought you already fallen in love with him.... ^^ (Every time you talk about Baba-kun you always make me giggle... ^^) I'm wondering what will you do if Baba-kun standing in front of you right now... ??? ^^

It makes my imagination runs wild...LOL I thought Baba chan wear that uniform and go to Taiki's b'day party as a surprise guest... Then Taiki asked him to do all his says bcoz he cant do that as Shingyouji... I HOPE THIS COULD HAPPEN FOR REAL!!!!! >,,

@Asclepius... Thank you! But, even I want to rest I have to do other things... --;;; So I don't know... I just try not to get too stress... But, seems I cold just don't want to get away from me... --;; Oh... that translation... Well that word do mean that... But, I think he use that word as shape of it... As you know the shape of bra is like triangle but little curve in it... If you ever saw person doing conducting you might know that... So... I think he use that word to show the how his baton and hand have to move... I kind of know that because I love classical music and I did learn little bit of the hand movement on conducting... ^^ For like info on today blog posting... After reading secion Shota and Yusuke want(More like Shota want to) to go over the line so they go to the pub or bar... But, as you know there is line from that scene... Shota felt little uncomfortable so they move to the Karaoke to do the line... Also, Shota did few violin practice because he lost his DVD player... I think it was that... Any way... they really work hard even there is limit on place they

Hama71, try to rest as much as possible. We can wait for you to feel better. The blog is now doing a daily report on the 3 parts of the preview event. It sounds that they are repeating many things. If you get better on Friday or Saturday, maybe you can do the last event with Baba. Now let's laugh with google translator: LMAO

OMG! Is that a spiderman underwear that Baba-chan has? I can see Spidey peeking out..*giggles* HE'S SUCH A GEEK! I LOVE IT!!!! KYAAAAAAAAA!!!! Baba-chan's pose is cute but with him holding his cell phone like that makes me think he's gonna shave his armpit or something. LOL I love you, Baba-chan and your Spidey undie. xD Thanks so much for sharing. @hama-san: waah! thank you for the good news. that's good to know it won't be long now till the film will be released. wishing the best for everyone.

Ooh, *O* Can I use you for my signature maker? -smirk- joke joke, but the last one is really amazing *_* Heehee~~

Wow Yuu-kun.. these are awesome! *_* You have improved so much! ^__^

@Yojichan... Well... we don't know until we see for ourself... One think sure is after that shot Yusuke could feel that Shota really hate Yusuke and Shota could punch Yusuke for real... ^^;;; So, I guess how far do they really go for... --;;; But, people who was waitting for the movie seem like it... We still have so long to wait for... And there was saying that Shota looks like Harry Poter with glasses on... ^^;;; That picture I post Shota with the kids... one of kid said that too... That will be in the making... Making will be out day before the theater open... So... 9 more days until Making to come out... 10 more days until theater release...

This continuation of the picture comic made me remember a song. So Baba to Taiki: I would do anything for YOU, I'd run right into hell and back I would do anything for YOU, I'll never lie to you and that's a fact but I'll never forget the way you feel right now, oh no, no way and I would do anything for love, but i won't do that, I won't do that.

My worst nightmare? ...

[]Lmao Rishi...hahaha... Who are these guys??hahaha.. I don't agree with my result.... Lmao... me in a cheerleading team??? hahahahaha... so funny....

HI jasmine!! ^^ i just read the summary... Holy S*** i'll love it for sure!!!! it sound so awesome!!! *dazed* are there many romantic scenes? *__*

Title: Koigatari Raiseihen [War Time Love Story] Mangaka: KANZAKI Takashi Genre: Yaoi, Historical Length: 2 Volumes Scanlator: Eternal Dream Summary: When Senjou Taki was harshly raped by the neighbouring territory's feudal lord, Kazusa Toma, all he could only think of was his loyal servant, Somei Chikage. Volume 2 also includes RAW scans of the three side stories/extras. These stories have no relation with the main story and will not be scanlated. Download Koigatari Raiseihen Manga (MediaFire): Koigatari Raiseihen, Volume 1 Koigatari Raiseihen, Volume 2 See also: Megaupload thread For download reupload requests, please post here so the staff notices them. Thanks! YO Staff